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Wayward Child
02:43
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they died to make the desert bloom
silent in the night
hands in my possession
the feeling rushes by
look straight and follow me
languid, hypnotized
you're a wayward child
for a little while
changes in the air
fever silhouette
I hear the radio blare
through the rearview mirror
to say or seem to think
to be the kind you never knew
spread your silence countrywide
you're a wayward child
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He's Not Here Yet
04:33
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ten minutes, ten full long years that lie around
wait a minute, don't disappear
there was always a reason to justify the tale
won't make a difference anymore
he's not here (yet)
lightning down struck around, vanished night for good
never made anew what came to pass
all along the inclination buried in his hands
find it when there's nowhere else to go
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King's Grace
04:47
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dance the autumn breeze
the third woods in a small town
laurel crowns her head
she thinks he holds the moon up with his hands
See the king’s grace
Make its way
From his domain
To the village vein
Silver pennyweight
thirteen birds fascinate
a glimmer of light in the fall of the night
there’s a whisper that gently mocks
famished for the stars in the sky
but hesitations grow where sensations hide
See the King’s grace
expostulate
Deliver all from evil as he
heals the village pains
Monuments to consequence
Frailty belies their fractured pride
clouds overcrowd what the seasons shroud
The trace of the dream when it seemed so proud
Her home is the thought that invites her to stop
And learn the difference of here and now
See the king’s grace
dissipate
From those dull ways
To the present day
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